Alex was familiar with this room. This was the place where he used to hang out with Gavin and Ben to talk about life and ideals. However, as time went by, the three buddies who ate together and slept together now had estrangement.
"Alex, the person you want to see is inside." Gavin's expression was very serious, and even there was a little hint of imperceptible tension.
There were not many things that could make Gavin nervous. Even if one hundred persons were fighting in front of him, he could still hold women in his arms and enjoy his wine.
Alex knew that the person inside was definitely not Yvonne. Perhaps he had already guessed who it was.
The door of the luxurious room was pushed open and he walked in steadily.
A man was sitting on the sofa. His chest muscles were so strong that one could see their shapes through his shirt. He had a body as strong as Arnold Schwarzenegger. His legs, which were casually placed on the table seemed to be as solid as pillars. He was all in black, not very handsome, but imposing and majestic.
This man's name was Ben.
After seeing Ben, Alex turned around and wanted to leave.
"Alex, I wanted to save you and your brother, but the situation at that time didn't allow me to do that." Ben stood up. His figure was like a thick and solid wall and he was even half a head higher than Alex, who was 1.85 meters tall.
Ben was the person who rescued Alex from the sea of fire three months ago.
In a sense, Alex should thank Ben. After all, he risked his life to rescue him from the nearly exploded underground warehouse.
However, the fact was that Alex hated Ben who saved him alone and left his brother in the warehouse.
Ben was acting rationally then. If he stayed to open the gate to escape, the two injured brothers would not be able to escape in the end. Because the heavy door would drag them both to death.
Therefore, undoubtedly Ben made the most scientific and rational choice at the critical moment.
But Alex couldn't accept it. He would rather die than seeing Ethan be in such a miserable state now.
"Why did you choose to save me instead of my brother? You knew that such a choice would only make me hate you!" Alex turned around and roared at Ben.
Ben went silent.
He had explained to Alex more than once. He understood Alex's mood. He knew that Alex didn't really hate him and that Alex just need somebody to vent his bitter feeling on. And he happened to be that person.
A heavy punch hit the marble wall. The skin of the fist stuck to the marble as blood flew out.
Ben watched Alex quietly, who was venting his resentment, and did not come up to stop him. Instead, he let Alex hurt himself physically.
After a long while, when he felt that Alex's mood had calmed down a little, he said slowly, "Alex, I've found the whereabouts of Yen."
Alex always smoked whenever he felt like it. He wouldn't care about the space or time if he wanted to smoke.
However, since Lita married into Selmy family, he subconsciously restrained himself. At least he would ask for her consent before smoking.
But now, he was in a bad mood. He knocked off the ashes of the cigarette and inhaled and exhaled deeply. Although the air purifier was on, the smoke he exhaled still form a cloud around him. His gloomy handsome face was half hiding behind the cloud of smoke and looked scary.
Alex sat on the sofa not far from the bed, and he was eager to calm himself down by smoking. His eyes were fixed on Lita in the bed. Her petite figure in the vast bed was almost invisible..
The cigarette burned between his fingers. It was not until it burned his skin did Alex realize that he had stared at this sleeping woman for very long time. He put cigarette out in the ashtray. With a faint sigh that blew out the anger in his chest, he lit another cigarette.
Sometimes he had a desire to lift up the woman and wake her up, make her share his bitter feeling. However, her face was so quiet and innocent that he refrained from doing so. Therefore, in the constant anger, Alex repeated the motions of smoking.
It was almost dawn, when the air was supposed to be fresh and people would sleep more deeply. Lita woke up for some reasons. Whether it was because of his smoking or merely his existence, it was hard to tell. But she woke up anyway. She couldn't say she was disturbed or she just had had enough sleep.
She looked around in the bed. Fortunately, she was alone. She sighed slightly to relieve her nervousness. She was still a little drowsy and confused, which made her look particularly adorable.
"Did I wake you up?"
It was a slightly hoarse, deep male voice. Probably because he had smoke too much, he sounded fatigue.
"Ah...you are here?" Lita panicked instinctively. Perhaps her panic had some other meaning.
Did she panic because Alex was here instead of Ethan?
"Yes," Alex hummed in a low voice. He sounded very serious this morning and had no intention to tease her. He was like a normal person today.
As this time the man didn't share a bed with her, but sat quietly on the sofa, Lita she felt a little relaxed. Could it be possible that Alex finally realized that his behavior was inappropriate and decided to change? But this was only her imagination. In fact, Alex just didn't have the mood to tease her.
Lita then caught sight of the ashtray in front of Alex, which was filled with cigarette butts. Judging from the number, he should have been smoking here for one or two hours. God, she couldn't help but exclaim inside. 'He has been here and smoked for so long, but I kept sleeping so deeply and wasn't aware of it at all. I might be still in my dream even if he sold me to another person.'
Alex had smoked so many cigarettes. If it wasn't because the air purifier was on, Lita would probably be woken up by the bad air. Lita remembered that she hadn't turned on the air purifier before going to bed. It should be him who turned it on. In that case, he was gentlemanly enough.
Gentlemanly? If he was gentlemanly, he wouldn't have come to the bedroom of his sister-in-law. But anyway, his behavior today was laudable compared with before.
"Lita, I'll go abroad for a few days." Because of too many cigarettes, Alex's voice was hoarse and low.
"Go abroad for a few days? Are you going alone? Won't you bring your brother with you for skin grafting surgery?"
Lita asked hastily, because she knew that Alex had been preparing for the skin grafting operation of Ethan recently.
"No, I'll go alone."
After a long while, Alex said, as if he was speaking to himself in a low voice, "If a person has already lost his desire for life, even if he is saved, he is just a walking corpse. It's better to let him die at home than in a foreign place!"